Forging Freedom

Forging Freedom — page 1
SHABBAS HELPER Amsterdam 1930 aap Penraat knew how to turn a challenge into an adventure April had come to Amsterdam making his route home from the market into a maze of vegetable carts and flower stalls He had just five minutes to run through the course holding a pickle in one hand and a bundle of eels in the other Otherwise his neighbors would be sitting in the dark Nothing could stop him now Except perhaps Mrs Greenberg Jaapy called the neighbor lady Your poor mother’s going hoarse from calling you It’s Friday you know and you’re coming right But be quiet because Ira is having a gallstone and Jaap nodded and raced onward The sun was just sinking behind the rooftops when he ran through the kitchen door Well it’s about time said Jaap’s mother taking the eels from him Mr Mandelbaum was just here looking for you You know they’re on the dark side of the building You’d better do their lights first I always do said Jaap catching his breath I like Mr Mandelbaum He has the best stories And the best cookies For the Jewish families in Jaap’s apartment building the Sabbath began with the Friday sunset They honored it by not working not even flipping a light switch Since Jaap wasn’t Jewish he could turn on the lights for his